[Douman's eyes glitter eagerly as he watches the Onmyoji show him under which proverbial cup the ball is hidden. Hadn't there been a story about him stealing Seimei's "book of wisdom" before? Maybe he should re-enact a little of that tale. That the other has finally shown emotions for the first time counts as another win inside his head. Douman likes to think that he isn't too outright malicious, but there is just something about getting oh-so-suave people to lose their showy 'cool' that brings him joy.
Dropping his juvenile act, he leans back and tilts his head to signal that he's listening.]
Tell me more. How did you find that information about the earliest recorded account if there seems to be some perception-warping fluences at work? And what about that singular enforcer?
There is a shared "network" available on these devices. [ Gesturing to the one in Nurarihyon's hand, as his own doesn't seem to be out. Boomer behavior. ] That was as far back in its logs as it would allow me to see, the contents of which suggested there were no previous Chosen to learn from.
[ The information isn't anything that the spirit couldn't gather on his own if he tried hard enough, so it isn't a huge deal to Seimei to be sharing it. That and a confused, frightened spirit could cause quite a bit of damage if left in such a state, so helping one out to know a little more about what's going on and perhaps adjust faster feels like a good investment. ]
I've not met the enforcer in person, but his name is Jerry. It seems he takes a small number of Chosen in to be judged for their crimes every few months, which results in being given a task to complete. What happens when the task is completed, or if it isn't, I don't yet know.
[ A shrug, ] Your concerns on our perception aren't unfounded, however. Just two months ago this city was only half its current size, with softer roads and thatched rooves as opposed to the stone and lights you see now. And directly before that change...everyone's mind was tampered with. Including my own.
Hm. [He doesn't point out that Seimei just confused his own, private mobile phone, with the communication device that this place provided. If this man is really a Onmyoji, then maybe he's also from a time when modern technology wasn't so ever-present. Anyway, time to put his phone away.] That's all very logical.
[He lets the unspoken 'but' hang in the air for a bit.]
You are assuming that the technology can't be tampered with just as easily as the rest, though. What happened before the city changed?
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Dropping his juvenile act, he leans back and tilts his head to signal that he's listening.]
Tell me more. How did you find that information about the earliest recorded account if there seems to be some perception-warping fluences at work? And what about that singular enforcer?
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[ The information isn't anything that the spirit couldn't gather on his own if he tried hard enough, so it isn't a huge deal to Seimei to be sharing it. That and a confused, frightened spirit could cause quite a bit of damage if left in such a state, so helping one out to know a little more about what's going on and perhaps adjust faster feels like a good investment. ]
I've not met the enforcer in person, but his name is Jerry. It seems he takes a small number of Chosen in to be judged for their crimes every few months, which results in being given a task to complete. What happens when the task is completed, or if it isn't, I don't yet know.
[ A shrug, ] Your concerns on our perception aren't unfounded, however. Just two months ago this city was only half its current size, with softer roads and thatched rooves as opposed to the stone and lights you see now. And directly before that change...everyone's mind was tampered with. Including my own.
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[He lets the unspoken 'but' hang in the air for a bit.]
You are assuming that the technology can't be tampered with just as easily as the rest, though. What happened before the city changed?